^{14 Ref} Thou `art' an anointed cherub who is covering, And I have set thee in the holy mount, God thou hast been, In the midst of stones of fire thou hast walked up and down.

^{15 Ref} Perfect `art' thou in thy ways, From the day of thy being produced, Till perversity hath been found in thee.

^{16 Ref} By the abundance of thy merchandise They have filled thy midst with violence, And thou dost sin, And I thrust thee from the mount of God, And I destroy thee, O covering cherub, From the midst of the stones of fire.